Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 807 “Who said so?”

Stella smiled cheekily. “What if you dislike the experience after this round?”

She then began to take a series of photos of him. “I won‘t miss a chance to record how you look like right now.”

She suddenly leaned in on him and said into his ear, “I wonder... if your employees know you‘re completely at my mercy right now?”

Weston fixed his eyes on her. “If ‘completely at your mercy‘ means having my hands tied and photos were taken, I believe that‘s an exaggeration.”

“Oh?”

Stella chuckled. “You don‘t think this is it?”

She glided her fingers across his skin and held his belt.“ The main course is coming right up. Do you still remember the rules I stated?”

She crouched down low, still straddling his waist, and repeated herself, “Don‘t speak, don‘t doubt, and don‘t move.”

A moment later.

Weston looked calmly at Stella, who was fumbling

to unfasten a wristwatch but not a

didn‘t say anything in response, fully engrossed in the

it

post–opulence, crafted exclusively for him by

countless neckties, cufflinks, and belt buckles, further

at those accessories, something she thought was all the same, this belt buckle that Weston was wearing was clearly different from the

tugs and began panicking

next moment, a pair of huge hands appeared before

out with his hands still bound by the black

you

brows, dissatisfied. She

me

completing her sentence, Weston flipped both of them around and regained the initiative. “Let you do whatever you want? But you couldn‘t even

tie aside and cupped Stella‘s face in his palms. Then he leaned forward

his usual aggressive, domineering

on the desk was swept aside. Before Stella could respond to the sudden

lone boat struggling to stay afloat

that had come so

“Weston...don‘t...”